My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Janet quickly turned to look at Ethan as soon as she heard those words. With her eyes widened in surprise and disbelief, she asked, "Did you bring painting tools along?"

Undiluted affection glistened in Ethan’s eyes as his lips curled up in a smile. He stood up and leaned close to her. As he stared at her affectionately, the golden sun rays danced on their faces.

Instinctively, he stroked her hair and replied, "I’ll try find you some. Just wait for me here."

Ethan straightened up and began to walk towards the forest. When he was sure that he was out of Janet’s sight, he took out his phone and called Sean. His face was cold and his tone was authoritative at this time.

"Send a helicopter here with the best painting equipment immediately!"

On the other end of the line, Sean was flabbergasted to hear his boss’s command. He had been busy supervising the servants to clean up Ethan’s house. Although the errand was out of the blue, he had no choice but to respond, "Okay, sir. I… I’ll do that right away."

set of painting equipment because of Janet. He immediately set to work Thirty minutes later, a helicopter came to the island and delivered

in grabbing them. He strapped the easel and the drawing board on his back, while he carried the acrylic paint set, a bucket, and paint brushes in his hands. He then

drawing board is so big. How come I didn’t see it among our belongings just

Opening her arms wide, she added, "This is an uninhabited island and there’s no shop here. More so, the closest habited area is hundreds of miles away from

questions, Ethan set down all the tools and smiled at her. She looked so adorable

the occupants there.

"Wow! Where is he?"

in the direction that Ethan had

meet him!" she added excitedly. Ethan grabbed her wrist and replied sadly, "I’m afraid that can’t be possible. They sailed away as soon as I got out of the ship. I think they only stopped to watch the sunset. Not to worry, I already thanked him enough for you. Didn’t you say that you wanted to paint? Why don’t you get right to it?

Janet was a little displeased that she couldn’t meet the so-called painter, but she smiled and began to set up the easel. The cool evening breeze blew her white dress